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Ezra's pov during the dawn of the first order

I'm the last of the ghost crew. The ghost crew died years ago after the fall of the empire. I alone remain, I decided after they died to return to my home planet of Lothal. I moved into my old tower again and still have my helmets even though I'm too old to collect more. I even kept my green lightsaber. I sat on my couch watching the news. "The first order shall rise." I gasped as stormtroopers were shown on the screen. A man showed holding a blood red lightsaber. Death. Lost. Saddness. My friends and people died fighting for our freedom once. We have to fight for our freedom again? I stood up and felt a tear slide down my cheek, I miss Kanan. He would know what to do, I feel lost without them. I wiped away my tears and grabbed my lightsaber. I feel angry and filled with hate. Not exactly the Jedi way but then again not much of the Jedi order now remains. I ran out the door, if it's a fight they want then it's a fight they'll get.

Sorry it was short.☹️
I might do another one like this but longer. Hope it wasn't too crappy.

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